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May 4, 2008
Spider. Spidercat. My little love.

Two things about me, before Spider: I was adamantly certain I was NOT a cat person, and I was never overly comfortable with physical affection. But Spiderís sweetness infiltrated and transformed me, in spite of myself.

Sheís sleeping in a sunny window now, all warm chocolate brown fur and velvety softness, perhaps dreaming of the squirrels scampering through the yard, just out of reach. Itís all I can do not to wake her, to see her green eyes open and hear that rumbling purr as she stretches contentedly.

But I let her sleep.

For now.